Rest your weary head, my child

Just Go To Sleep 2/7/08

Late nights can be the worst
It's when you think of loves lost,
being mistreated, being lied to
being used.
It's when you cry yourself into REM
wishing someone was there to console you
hold you, kiss you,
tell you you're still beautiful.
Even in your most snotty, puffy-eyed state
It's when you feel a void
that used to be filled
with deciet, desire.
Any and every memory
can and will flood your mind.
When you think about how crazy and stupid and naïve you were
for doing this
or that.

Some of the best things happen late at night
It's when you're awoken by a kiss from a late work night
When you get a tap on your shoulder and that look.
True emotions are divulged,
and the skeletons fall out the closet.
When mistakes are understood
and forgiven.